Our story is loosely divided into two halves. Cinderella before the ball and Cinderella after the ball.
Ahem, Ahem. The morning was beautiful. It was the time of day when the sun was beginning its ascent into the sky. Birds had begun chirping and any body who mattered was snug in their beds, dreaming of lollipops and rainbows. An ill mannered bird chirped particularly loud, causing Cinderella to snuggle her head deep into her threadbare pillow. The bird was not to be deterred and he chirped persistently.
"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Cinderella exclaimed as she threw the pillow at the ground with a frown. The irritating bird was joined by his wife and both began chirping and screeching in their best attempts to wake the grumpy Cinderella. As if that wasn't enough, a huge clock that could be heard all throughout the country chimed three times. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Cinderella hopped out of bed.
"All right! All right! You killjoy." She grumbled. She poked her head out of the window and inhaled deeply. I'm just going to lay back down for a little more, she thought as she trudged back to her bed and lay down. Almost immediately, the birds began pecking at her face and years, twittering all the while. Cinderella sat up, groaned and flipped them the bird. Kill me now, she thought darkly.
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"I was having such a nice dream" she complained as she climbed out of bed. She stared at the birds and then at the mice that had started coming out of their little mouse holes. "Let me tell you all my dream," Cinderella hesitated momentarily, then held up a stern hand. "I know that when you tell a dream, it won't come true," she remarked smartly, glaring at a particularly mouthy mouse named Jaq. "It's unlikely my dream would come true anyway, even if I didn't tell anyone."
Her unusual selection of friends clustered together and watched as Cinderella undressed, telling them of her dream all the while.
"Well, I was doing dishes.." she began.
"You're always doing dishes." Jaq pointed out smartly. He was rewarded by a grunt from Cinderella as she shimmied out of her nightdress. He looked so proud with a frown. "Well it's true," he grumbled as he folded his arms against his chest.
"Anyway," Cinderella spat as she gave Jaq a hard glare. "I was doing dishes, when all of a sudden, a guy came up behind me and held my hand."
Jaq raised a paw high up in the air and held it there for a full minute as Cinderella grumbled about not being able to complete her story in time. She dragged her tub, already full of water from last night into the middle of the room. Chest heaving, she climbed into the metal tub full of cold water. "What is it Jaq?"
Jaq cleared his scratchy throat. "Jaq Jaq would like to know why the fella held Cinderellie's soapy hand. Couldn't he wait until she was finished?"
"Well, my soapy hand was the least of his worries." She rolled her large blue eyes. "Anyway, he pulled me against him and kissed me." Cinderella sighed dreamily as she scrubbed the soap bar over her chest. "He kissed me so hard, I thought I was going to pass out. Then he started taking off his clothes. I had no idea what to do but to watch him until he was completely naked. His man parts were huge" She sighed again and the mice shifted closer to the tub.
"He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me down to my knees. Before I had a chance to compose myself all ladylike, he shoved himself into my mouth and I choked. That's how big he was. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat. Drool dribbled down the side of my lips and I wrapped my fingers around his strong thighs as I tried to suck it as best as I could. I have a little mouth, you know" She breathed as she rinsed her skin and stepped out of the tub, still wet. The birds had done her the favor of dressing her bed.
While some mice went off the locate her clothes, Cinderella went on with her story. "Anyway, he didn't taste like anything, it was almost like sucking a large finger. I looked up at him and he caressed my cheek." She lifted a hand and ghosted it over her cheek. "Almost like he loved me." Then, I felt the veins in his member start to pulse, and then...."
"CINDERELLIE!"
"Bloody hell!" She exclaimed. "What?"
"There's a mouse!" Jaq exclaimed. "He's in a trap!"
Cinderella rushed outside, muttering "Why didn't you say so?" Under her breath.
When she was halfway down the staircase, there in a trap, was truly a mouse. A fat, brown mouse. Cinderella slapped a hand against her forehead as she realized that she had forgotten to bring him a shirt, shoes and a hat just for good measure. With a curse, she hurried upstairs into her tiny room, rummaged through her drawers until she found an outfit for the new mouse.
All the other mice were standing beside the trap, whispering comforting words to the poor creature. Cinderella opened the door of the trap, but the poor thing was scared silky and didn't take a single step. Jaq stepped forward bravely. "I'll-a get him!"
Upon entering the mouse trap, Jaq narrowly missed a well aimed punch to the head. Calmly, even though he still ran the risk of a broken nose, Jaq explained to the mouse that Cinderella was friend, not foe.
"I shall name you Octavius," Cinderella said as she forced the mouse's clothes onto him. "But Gus for short."
"Like it Gus Gus?" Jaq prodded.
The fat mouse began to laugh. "Gus Gus," he agreed with a loud cackle.
"CINDERELLA!" The rotten step sisters from the previous chapter bellowed. Our poor heroine sighed, left her mice friends and went off to slave away in the kitchen, making food for people who would be better off starved.
